Reborn as a wealthy family, Young Master Zhan lay down obediently

Chapter 442 The Thoughtful Young Master Zhan

An Ranran was happy: "This industry is bound to make money. You just need to remember this. As for personal grievances or not, what does it matter to you who want to make money?"

Qiu Siyu nodded gently: "That's right. As long as I can make money, I don't care what the others do."

An Ranran hummed: "You didn't come here today just to tell me these things, did you?"

"It really is." Qiu Siyu responded, "Okay, I've finished asking what I want to ask, and I'm going to find Ye Rong now."

An Ranran watched Qiu Siyu coming like a gust of wind and leaving like a gust of wind, shook his head slightly, and then refocused on the book in front of him.

As a result, in this episode, she realized that she had taken the book down without noticing it.

Just when he was dumbfounded, Zhan Nianbei called: "Did you receive the package I sent you?"

"What kind of package?" An Ranran was stunned for a moment. These days, the express delivery industry has not yet developed, and all packages have to go through the post office to arrive.

Zhan Nianbei paused for a moment, "It should have been delivered, you go to the post office." Zhan Nianbei should have called when he was busy, and after saying this, he said goodbye Didn't say anything, just hung up.

An Ranran looked at the phone, frowned slightly, got up and went out.

After arriving at the post office, An Ranran realized that Zhan Nianbei sent her a piece of cloth.A dark purple cloth.

The texture is very similar to the twill we usually see, but the weaving process is obviously not the case.

And this cloth is thicker than ordinary cloth.It is estimated that it has something to do with the local craft.

An Ranran pinched the cloth in his hands and rubbed it repeatedly.

Touching and touching, she suddenly remembered.This cloth is produced in the tropics and is made from the fiber of a plant.

It is said that the plant secretes a special smell.

An Ranran brought the cloth to her nose, and sure enough, a faint and elegant breath came over her.

After smelling it, it will immediately make people feel refreshed.

An Ranran curled her lips and smiled slightly.

I really didn't expect her big wood to be able to think of her things after work.

If there is this piece of cloth, will the competition this time be more effective?An Ranran thought happily.

It wasn't until she returned to the vicinity of the school and found Song Ming that her excitement gradually extinguished.

Song Ming touched the cloth with a look of shock: "Where did you get it?"

"That's not the point, master, I just want to know what to pay attention to if this kind of cloth is made into clothes?"

As soon as An Ranran finished speaking, Su Xiaomei took it over: "Be careful of getting out!"

"What?" An Ranran froze for a moment.

Su Xiaomei walked up to her, shook the cloth that she and Song Ming held in their hands like babies, and spread it on the table: "Look, it's just so big, it's too little to make a vest, you still want to make one." The whole outfit?"

Only then did An Ranran realize the problem, and when he looked at the cloth again, he found that it was indeed a bit small.

When he was at a loss, Song Ming reminded: "It is not necessary to use a whole piece of cloth. Just splice it together and use this cloth on the chest, so that the problem of quantity can be solved."

An Ranran slapped his forehead: "That's right. I'm so confused, I didn't even think of this."

Su Xiaomei glanced at Song Ming appreciatively: "Senior brother still has a way!"

An Ranran ignored the flirting between the husband and wife, holding the cloth and thinking about who would look better with this color.

After much deliberation, it seems that dark purple can be matched with black, and there is no other suitable color.

"Black is the color of the masses, and it won't go wrong with anyone. However, because of this, if it is made in black, it will inevitably make the judges ignore other things and think it is just an ordinary dress." Song Ming murmured muttered.

An Ranran felt that Master Song Ming was right.

However, after the cloth can't go wrong with black, any other color carries a certain degree of risk.

"Who said that besides black is a versatile color, so is white." Su Xiaomei reminded.

An Ranran's eyes lit up: "Yes, and it doesn't have to be assembled as a whole, it can be put together with black and white to make rags."

"Will it look messy?" Song Ming asked worriedly.

"Whether it's messy or not, we'll wait until the renderings come out." After An Ranran had an idea in his mind, he immediately took a pen and paper from the side, and quickly began to draw on the paper.

After a while, a tall model appeared on the paper.

The model was wearing a checkered top made of three colors of black, white and purple, and the collar was a flower-like purple.

"Very good." After seeing An Ranran's design, Su Xiaomei praised in surprise.

An Ranran nodded in satisfaction, and transferred the design to Song Ming: "Master, what do you think?"

Song Ming thought for a while: "The picture is not bad, but this kind of cloth seems to be thicker than the other two, that is to say, if you want it to show the effect drawn on the design drawing, it is almost impossible."

An Ranran's joy was completely lost by Song Ming's bucket of cold water.

Silently turned around and touched the piece of fabric again, then looked at the fabric in other places, and then sat down on the sofa in frustration.

For a designer, the pain of seeing his own design can't be realized is simply beyond words.

An Ranran thought for a long time on the sofa with her head in her arms, but there was not enough fabric, and there was no way to stitch it together! !
"Why don't you try another method?" Su Xiaomei came over and handed her a glass of water.

An Ranran took the water glass weakly: "If you don't use the stitching method, then this piece of fabric is not enough at all!"

"But why do you have to use this? If you just like this color, then we can use other materials instead. I don't think this color is very special."

An Ranran shook her head: "Master, what I like is not its color, but its special smell! I want people who wear it or approach it to smell this smell, so as to create a sense of psychological comfort .”

"If it's just like this, why do you have to use the splicing method, you can make it into a small decoration?"

An Ranran's eyes lit up, and she suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Yes, this kind of fabric can be used to make corsages, even buttons, and decorative patterns on the neckline~~~"

(End of this chapter)